After the Yi Sword Sect disciple shouted those words, Xin'er and the other Yi Sword Sect disciples all inwardly cursed their bad luck.
Not all Yi Sword Sect disciples were as reckless as him; at least, the teachings within the Yi Sword Sect and what they had encountered during their time wandering the Jianghu had made them a lot more rational.
In the current situation, even if they wanted to save people, they had to calmly think of countermeasures instead of hurriedly jumping out and drawing fire to themselves.
Sure enough, as soon as the male disciple spoke, Young Master Jiang's gaze shifted immediately toward Xin'er and the others.
A ferocious smile appeared on his face, "Are a bunch of greenhorns, still wet behind the ears, daring to meddle in this young master's business, seeking death?"
The Divinity Transformation Realm Martial Artist beside Young Master Jiang furrowed his brows and whispered in his ear, "Young Master, these youngsters are not simple.
